Chapter 814 Invitation to Qin Yin, Promise Palace
"yes!"
Before the words were finished, hundreds of servants in the inn, including the disciples of Fengyue Pavilion who came to guide the way, were startled at the same time and responded respectfully.
"clank."
There were two more piano sounds, which seemed to be a warm invitation, and the gentle voice of the master of Fengyue Pavilion was clearly heard by everyone again.
"Miss Lin, you don't need to deliberately be afraid, please come to the living room to have a talk."
"So, respect is worse than obedience, please forgive me for disturbing."
Lin Qingluo looked back, and gave all the young men a calm look.
"Young master, please..."
The master of Fengyue Pavilion invited him personally, and all the girls did not dare to show contempt any more. The disciples of Fengyue Pavilion who came to lead the way looked more respectful and extended their hands to invite.
"Brother, please lead the way."
Lin Qingluo responded indifferently, and bowed his hands.
"Young master, please follow me..."
The disciples of Fengyue Pavilion immediately turned around and led a group of young men towards the main building of the inn along the path paved with bluestone slabs.
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The main building of the inn has three floors. The reception hall on the first floor is spacious and bright. The windows are wide open. The hot and humid mountain wind blows the snow-white gauze curtains, and the sunlight falls on the ground, leaving mottled spots of light.
The master of the Fengyue Pavilion is dressed in red, stunningly beautiful, sitting beside the piano table, with white jade-like fingers stroking the strings, and the crisp and melodious piano sound flows out from the fingertips, like a clear spring in a mountain stream, tinkling.
As soon as the song fell, she raised her head and looked at the heroic little girl coming towards her through the gap in the gauze curtain.
Lin Qingluo's back was straight, his brows were full of heroism, and his whole body exuded a chilling aura that made people dare not underestimate him.
The talent is extraordinary, the killing is decisive, and the good luck is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
If this woman can grow up smoothly, her future achievements will be limitless.
The master of Fengyue Pavilion flashed in his mind, witnessing the shocking scene of nine silver lights appearing in the depths of the desert.
There are constant disputes among the hundreds of families of the Immortal Sect, and whether there are talented younger generations determines the rise and fall of the Immortal Sect for a thousand years.
As the special envoy of the Wuji Palace, he has traveled in the mortal world for decades, and in the name of collecting anecdotes about the world, he is looking for potential disciples of the younger generation.
If this woman can join the Promise Palace...
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"Lin Qingluo pays homage to the Pavilion Master."
The crisp and sweet voice interrupted the meditation of the Fengyue pavilion master, Lin Qingluo let go of the reins, patted Lightning's horse's head, and signaled it to wait outside the hall.
"Hey baby."
Lightning neighed spiritually, and rubbed her wrist affectionately.
"You wait for me outside, come out soon."
Lin Qingluo smiled, looked back at the group of young men, raised his brows lightly, with an incomparably convincing courage.
"good."
All the young men nodded in unison and watched her enter the hall.
"Xiao Qingluo, I haven't seen you for a while, she's even more beautiful."
The master of Fengyue Pavilion refrained from his eager emotions, and stood up to greet him with an elegant and dignified elder posture. His gentle and soft voice gave people a feeling of spring breeze.
"Cough cough."
Lin Qingluo coughed twice, not quite used to her compliments.
All along, she has fought the world with force, and rarely heard anyone praise her beauty face to face.
Perhaps because the super high force value is too shocking, the appearance is naturally ignored by people.
"Xiao Qingluo, don't worry too much about what happened just now."
The master of Fengyue Pavilion smiled sweetly, and walked slowly to the entrance of the hall
"Those children are too arrogant and ignorant of the world, and their words are a bit rushed. This pavilion master will do more to control and will not allow things like today to happen again."
(end of this chapter)